This is a song about "Working money haters love"

Too good for them haters

I’ve never seen my neighbors

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

All she want is one love, that money and that come with me

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Working my way to the top

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Working for an nonpaying business.

Scholarship for my mistress

Nigga, fuck the world

Smokin haters unfurled

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

I got a lot of haters.